Free To Serve Is Divine by R. E. Hargrave Page B

wasn’t prepared to give up the little piece of independence she’d gained, and was quite polite when she declined with his assurance that he wasn’t upset at her decision. Jayden emphasized that the offer would be on the table for as long as they had their arrangement should she ever change her mind.
    He helped her redress and escorted her down to the lobby and to the curb where Micah stood holding the car door open for her. Jayden reluctantly helped her into the car and leaned in after her, giving his final instructions of the night.
    “Micah will pick you up at five o’clock Friday evening and bring you to my home. I want you in a short skirt, no panties. On top, you are to have on a sheer blouse with a dark-colored, lace bra underneath. I want your hair off your neck and your body free of perfume or lotions as agreed. Nothing but your bath wash may be used on your skin.” The implications of his instructions were that he was going to waste no time moving ahead with her. Starting with her curiosity and need for exhibitionism even if it was just in risqué attire.
    “Aye, Sir,” Catherine answered just above a whisper.
    “When you arrive, Micah will escort you to my front porch where you will remove your skirt and blouse, then kneel until I come to collect you.”
    She sucked in a sharp breath, and her pupils dilated.
    “And Catherine,” he waited until she looked up at him, “You are not to touch yourself in a sexual manner until I tell you that you can. Until Friday, my jewel.” Jayden bowed to her, and closed the door.

~~~Chapter 7~~~

    Catherine Finds Her Place

    Friday arrived at last, and once again, Catherine found herself pacing and waiting for Micah. She’d considered asking Sir if it would be permissible in the future to drive herself or get a cab, but then she thought better of it. If he wanted to send a car for her that was his right. While waiting, her thoughts skimmed over the time she’d spent with him so far during the past week.
    When the agency had called soon after she’d awoken Thursday morning with a position at a dental office for the rest of the week she’d jumped on it. It was basic work answering the phone and filing charts, but it would keep her busy and help the days go by faster.
    That morning had found her waking up after sleeping like the dead with a slight stiffness in her jaw and thigh muscles, and sore in other places in the best possible way. Now that she’d experience Sir’s cock, Catherine wasn’t sure she would ever acclimate to his size; erect it was a good nine inches, if not more, but she was looking forward to trying.
    Catherine had loved how silky his flesh felt in her palm when she first took him in hand, and she’d hoped he would have her display her oral skills for him. When he’d given the command, she’d sighed with happiness to be able to taste him. His flavor was unique and being so close to Sir had filled her nose with the rich experience of his musky scent.
    A feeling of extreme pride in herself had bloomed while she’d reveled in his grunts and being able to bring him to completion with her mouth. Swallowing the last of his gift, Catherine had realized she could breathe. For the first time in years, she had been able to take a deep breath without it hurting.
    As if that was not enough, Sir had then praised her and offered her the reward of his skilled mouth once again – she just had to grind her sex against him. Catherine had felt the shiver roll through her when he’d commanded her to mount his face. She wasn’t sure she’d like being in such a ‘top’ position. It had only taken her realizing that her Dom was offering his appreciation, and that he could place a simple, chaste kiss upon her or he could strap her to a cross and it wouldn’t matter, she’d soak in his praise and love every minute of it.
    Once Catherine had willed her mind to let go and she entrusted her pleasure to Sir, the rest of the evening had been incredible . .